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Last night I had a dream that I was hanging out with Mike Johnson (Reclinerlandscape) and he fell off a balcony and broke his neck. It just so happened to be the balcony of the small apartment that Adam Forkner ([[VVRSSNN]]) and I were sharing. Thankfully, Mike's spine re-fused, and the only side effect was a rediculously crooked neck. Macabre. Anyway, this apartment complex was really cool, because in the basement were practice spaces you could rent out for $200/mo. I thought it would be a good idea to rent one when I moved in, but a month later, it turned out that I had only used the space one time. So I demanded my money back from the front desk attendant (who was doubling as the facility's nurse) but I can't remember if I got it back or not. Then Adam and I drove to my ex-girlfriends house out in the country to "hang out." We were involved in some minor accident on the way. I don't think the girl was home when we got there, but I seem to remember hanging out with her mother. Her father was there, too.
I totally forgot the rest of the dream.
Bye.
p.s. fuck Germany anyway.
I totally forgot the rest of the dream.
Bye.
p.s. fuck Germany anyway.